BONED

I set little bets with myself
As to when you’d come home,
And lost everyone.
Found scraps of paper wrapped
Around coins in your pockets,
And avoided the phone.
Talked myself awkward until
I ripped out the wires and
Was left with no tone.

Fastened my latches and blotted
My lights whilst I sat
Up alone.
Slept when I thought it correct,
And awoke outside
My comfort zone,
And watched as you notched a
New mark on the face of
My stone.